All in a Smile

The walls around me,bleak,
speak of sorrow,forgotten.
Forgotten by all save for those who suffer.
Tonight,i suffer too.

She was pristine,perfect.
Telling me of better times,
when the sky was not as dark,
when it felt good to be alive.
Why do you suffer with me?

The darkness calls,its promise of peace,
tempting.
Veiled in lies,the darkness lies.
She is the light,so pristine.
So perfect.
Where will i be,when the sun strikes set?

It rips inside me,leaves me lesser,leaves me dying.
She holds me closer,
and the light breaks through.

And all you brought was a smile.

The Chameleon

He is a chameleon
Ever changing, never himself

The Arrogant Red
The swagger he carries
Portrays his insolence perfectly
Overflowing with vanity
Concealing his humility


The Humble Green
He could be obedient
Respectful as well, and
Though he seemed hesitant
In truth he was just indifferent


The Indifferent Brown
He was a loner at times
Unconcerned, distant, detached
He was forlorn, I swear
Yet for some he did care


The Caring Yellow
The Excited Blue
The Romantic Pink
The ...


Was it all a hoax?
We may never know
For what his true color is
He does not show
Drop the veil son, they say
Be the true you
But no.


He is a chameleon
Ever changing, never himself.

Bane

My name is not important.

Isn't that sad?
19 years of a life so wasted...that my name isn't important. I could be Steve, Joe or Barney the fucking dinosaur it doesn't matter.

Fuck this. Let me start over.

There are 6 billion people in the world. 6 billion different lives, ambitions and goals.

Doesn't the monotony of it all make you sick?

But what am I, in this world? I'm no more than a speck of dust, a conflicted mind, another rebel with nothing to fight for, another voice which no one heeds.you wouldnt notice me.

i wouldnt notice me.


Let me tell you a little secret...lean in close, so it's just between THE TWO OF US...enter my mind,take the tour,watch your step...

The last ones a doozy.

If theres good in us all,surely evil exists as well,like a mischevious cousin waiting to pull out the carpet from under your feet.i know this because i live with this conflict.i know i have a side that wants to choke the prick who thinks its funny to blow smoke in my face and drown those annoying women with squeaky voices.maybe that makes me crazy.call the men in white coats,we've got a madman on our hands...

But a man who is insane will never doubt his sanity...so what does that make me?
I'm trapped in a constant cycle of thoughts that race through my head as this unstoppable force inside me tries to rear it's head, tries to break out of me. It threatens to destroy me and my world around me. I'm trapped in an hourglass of my own thoughts as I destroy myself. The weight of my mind is heavy, it buries me, the sand pouring down, it suffocates me...protects me AND NURTURES ME.

The glass threatens to break. It wants to come out. It wants to play.

In destruction I find salvation, in the midst of the ruins I erect a new life. The darkness is pierced only by the brightest of lights.

I have accepted my weakness as my strength. I can never understand what lies inside me, and I don't want to. But I can channel it, use it.

I am my biggest weakness. I am the only thing that can stop me.

There are 6 billion drones living their lives , dreaming their dreams. I am not one of them.

I am more.The world will suffer my existence.

You will hear my voice as I scream my name.

They will know me.

I am Bane.

Hope

I sit alone,

Draped in the curtains of Reminiscence

Stitched a misty memory a time

Stained with wretched pride and pretense;

If only my broodings would cleave away

The failings that hold me in their sway.

So I hope.

I sit uneasily,

Resting upon the hill I’ve scaled alone

A throne I’ve built of my fallacies

I gaze longingly at the sights below:

Twirling pathways of pleasing possibility

At each end a different person to be.

Yet, less unproven than the present one

Uncertainty is writ over my Decisions,

Never easy, the trail one chooses to run

I lament that in looking so far ahead,

The first stride, sadly, falls to dread.

Yet I hope.

I sit impotent,

With vain visions of ventures and victory;

Is the clenching of past splendor futile?

My words are no more gallant; so suddenly,

Rendering all I’ve done harrowingly hollow,

I utter a valediction, to set a schism to follow.

And as I finally take the first step down

Alas, my kingdoms, they turn to sand;

My heart feels the foretaste of a frown

As their sifting whimpers of decay torment me

It is hard; but I only look ahead, to what will be.

And I hope.

In Whispers - Part Ena

There were no inhabitants on that land of despair. A band of raiders may occasionaly traverse it in order to reach other hunting grounds. The animal skulls among the scrub, the buzzard flapping heavily through the air, and the clumsy bear lumbers through the dark ravines. These were the sole dwellers in the wilderness. These and Calchas. 


Having been chosen to lead the Greeks against the insolent Trojans, It was Agamemnon's duty to please Artemis and gain favourable winds. The moon goddess was hard to please, but Agamemnon was determined. That was why he had braved the cold weather to meet Calchas the seer. The seer would tell him how he must please Artemis. He would do anything, anything to defeat the vile Trojans.


Agamemnon stopped before he entered Calchas' hut. He did not know what he would ask the seer. As he entered the hut, he heard a someone behind him. "You have come son of Atreus. "
Agamemnon turned to face a man clothed in a long flowing grey robe. Calchas!
"I know what you want Agamemnon, and I don't like it. But I will help you and then you must be off." said the seer. "I understand Calchas. I will not bring the wrath of the gods upon you too, What must be done? What must I do to please Lady Artemis?" Screamed Agamemnon.


He looked Agamemnon in the eye, his eyes showed pain, regret. "You must sacrifice your daughter to satisfy the Goddess of the moon, the consequences will be terrible child. But do what you must, for the fates have spoken. " he whispered.